The Works The Works I catch my breath and ready for the race to come No prizes call, the contest is my opium Since you can never be sure When they're keeping the score You must always be ready to run I tense myself Waiting for the starting gun No time for fun Because I work all day and I think all night I break my body but that's alright 'Cos it'll take my mind and all my might To keep one step ahead of you I think to myself living is a winning school
Elisabeth's Eyes
I told my tale with some words From jail and a Bible vow But fear and fury were my judge and Jury so here I am now There was a letter A hundred letters I wrote a letter It said "Hey! Mr. President I hope You're fit and strong" And I hope you'll give me every Chance to live because they done me wrong My hope lies in Elisabeth's eyes Love I will never have known My hope lies in Elisabeth's eyes Alone Still reeling I detect a feeling that I'm here to stay Somebody locked me up Somebody threw my key away I got a letter A single letter I read the letter It said "Hang in there boy I am fighting for you still" It was then I knew I really loved her too I guess I always will (Chorus) Another letter The last letter I wrote a letter It said "Don't cry lady, you really shouldn't care" Tuesday at seven I will find my heaven And I'll see you there (Chorus 2x)Take My Place
Rise and greet the great pretender He's young and hungry for your crown Do you want it? Do you want my place? You can take my place Do you want it? Do you want my place? You can take my place Heart of gold and mind of putty They made me up they'll make you up as well (Chorus) I know a thing or two But I hope it's good for you The time has come for abdication So pass it on, yeah pass it on (Chorus) I hope you'll understand If it goes the way they planned (Chorus to end)Wounded Knee
There we were, living on our island in the sun Life was so easy, there was plenty for everyone 'Long come a white man who saw the milk and honey Now we're making due while he's making all the money Oh no, not a Wounded Knee Another wheel stops rolling Oh no, not a Wounded Knee again There we were, living in our village in the trees We were minding our own business, We were doing as we please 'Long came a white man with attitudes and axes Now we're doing overtime and paying lots of taxes (Chorus) The promises and gifts he brings In honor of the songs he sings Are tearing us apart We were pow-wowing to our hearts content We had the Great Spirit, we didn't need a president 'Long came a white man from the civilised nations Now he ain't having second thoughts But we've got reservations Oh no, not a Wounded Knee Another wheel stops rolling Oh no, not a Wounded Knee Another bell starts tolling Oh no, not a Wounded Knee Another people starts calling Oh no, not a Wounded Knee againCowboys & Indians
I am a man with things to say Got the real thing here without a doubt My aim is true, I'm on my way And I know what life is all about I'll be around One day Gunslung civilians I'll be around We'll play Cowboys and Indians I'll be around and around and around and around I am a man with things to sell And I sell them for the highest bid I know my job; I do it well I think maybe I'm the sundance kid (Chorus) Another shot Another holler Another bullet Another dollar Another day I am a man without a cause But that don't stop all the fun and games I'm wild bill without his horse I'm a modern day Jesse James (Chorus)One World
Sitting here feeding all these numbers into my machine A number for every little thing I see I execute and they come dancing in Dresses black and green I recognise the number shining out at me Telling me One world, one love, one reason why One hope, one dream, one reason why One world, one love, one reason why One hope, one dream, one reason why One reason why Many a good man stops to reason and pause for a while Many a big man doesn't even try And those who should know better love the Word in praise and letter They wonder how and when When I just wonder why I wonder (Chorus) They're crying in future tenses Tearing down the walls and fences No matter how I count It still comes to the same amount (Chorus)Don't Ask Me
Mr. K comes out to play Inquisitive as ever He'd like to know a bunch of things He thinks you're pretty clever The height of Cyd Charisse The probability of chance The capital of Turkey And the president of France So Don't ask me, got no genius to mention And I just don't know what to do, what to do Don't ask me, I'm the father of invention And you'll never know what is true, what is true The origin of species The date of Waterloo Oppenheimer's shoe size And the latitude of Timbuktu The square root of thirty-eight Why they call he-goats billy The weight of Colonel Sanders And the whereabouts of Chile So (Chorus) Before you go on may I make a suggestion To get to the truth, You must first know the question (Chorus to end)Burning at Both Ends
What's the matter with your face? What's the matter with the way you talk? What you doing with that spoon - You should be eating with a knife and fork Take a look at your body Take a look at your state of play You've had your fun and now it's time to pay I'm doing OK Well look at me, I'm doing OK Good, ‘cos I'm burning at both ends Running on spare juice Living from line to line I'm burning at both ends Surviving on borrowed time Maybe it's me who's doing it wrong Maybe I'm falling behind Maybe I'd come to your party If I was the Hari Kari'ing kind Sooner or later it'll catch you up Sooner or later you'll see You may not be around to disagree Are you talking to me You couldn't be talking to me Good, cos' (Chorus)Lady on the Phone
Two-thirty on a Monday morning, I go No particular worry or care Down Santa Monica Boulevard, real slow Just to see if that lady's still there I don't know if I should But maybe I could ask her something I wonder 'bout the place she calls her home You're not alone Lady on the phone Who are you calling Who are you talking to now Lady on the phone Who knows your number Who lives in your world and how So another day comes round, life goes On and lady's still making that call No need to tell her there's a world out there She knows She just doesn't seem worried at all I see someone in there Beauty with the reddest of hair And maybe not such a long, long time ago You're not alone (Chorus) When there are no more dimes to spend Do operators call you friend Does anybody know your name Call me I'll play your game I know You're not alone (Chorus)Walkabout
There are walls to keep the stranger out And doors that open wide Over here, over here Open spaces for a silent shoutOver here Over here that feeling that fills my head And smiles as I take my time to bed And I hear someone calling me Oh no This certain space is not your place to go And I see someone standing there Go away Gone walkabout, not coming out today Nothing ever seems to matter And yet, nothing means so much Over here, over here No magic box or slight of hand No mockery of touch Over here Over here I go but not to sleep I hope there's something I can keep (Chorus)
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